Sweet Blood

Basket

The morning has passed, and it was now night. Fugo's alarm turned on, waking Fugo up. Fugo looked at the time with tired eyes. It was gonna be a long night. "Fugo, are you up?" Fugo sighed. He got up and unlocked the door. "Yes" He replied to his father, trying to fight the urge to yawn. "Excellent. Now get ready. Your mom and I are not gonna drive you to school this time if you miss the bus, got it? We will have you walk!" His father shouted as he turned and walked away. Fugo didn't respond. He closed the door and got ready. Once he was finished, he packed his books and school stuff in his backpack. "I'm off" Fugo announced, not caring if his parents heard or not. He opened the door and left. Luckily, he didn't miss the bus to school. Once he sat down on the seat, his mind started to wonder. -Nara...ncia- Fugo thought as he sighed. "What am I feeling?" Fugo felt warm again. Something he shouldn't even feel. 

 The bus reached school, and Fugo waited for everyone to leave before he got up. Once he left the bus, he did what he does every night. However it felt strange this time, and he was getting distracted easily. -Stupid.... I'm so stupid...- Fugo thought as he punched himself on the head. -Stop thinking about that boy!!!- Fugo wanted to scream.

Fugo hated going to school. It was always the same... He had to pay attention to the teachers, study all night, and eat at the cafeteria He was also... AloneFugo didn't mind, but one of his friends used to tell him that "friends" or what makes school fun. Fugo sort of agreed, until his friend transferred to another school. Now he was alone, and school wasn't how it used to be without his friend. And thinking of the boy he met just made things worse for him. 

 School ended, and Fugo sat in the back of the bus. He didn't know why his parents didn't just hire someone to drive Fugo to school and back. They were rich enough. Fugo didn't complain though. Once he reached home, he went straight to his room. He checked the time more than once, and waited for his parents to sleep. His parents didn't even realize that Fugo got home, but they went to bed anyway, still thinking Fugo was out. Fugo didn't mind, they never really cared for him. He could be dead and his parents wouldn't care. Fugo opened his door, and ran downstairs. -I wonder if the boy is th- No! I'm not going out just to see if his there! I'm only going to that spot because it's my time to be alone and I always go there!- Fugo closed the door carefully, and dashed out towards the location. Fugo got there at last, and sat down. There was no noise. Fugo sighed. Of course the boy wouldn't be here. He probably forgot about him by no- "Narancia... I don't think we'll find him again" Fugo's eyes widened. His heart started to race. Narancia was here, and he was looking for someone... Fugo gulped. "I'm positive we'll find him" Narancia said. -Who are they talking about? It can't possibly be.... Me- Fugo thought.

Fugo turned his head, and spotted them from afar. Narancia was holding a basket with food in it. Narancia turned his head, and spotted him. Both staring at each other. Fugo couldn't look away. -His eyes.... So beautiful... Wait, what am I saying!??- Fugo started to panic. Before he knew it, the boy walked towards him. "I knew you'd be here" Narancia said. Fugo didn't respond. Narancia was so close to him. "I brought some food for you" Narancia said as he handed him the basket. "T-Thanks...." Fugo said as he took the basket. Narancia touched his arm again, and this time keeping it there. "W-Why are you touching me?" Fugo asked. Narancia was staring at his eyes again. "Your skin is cold..." Narancia said. Fugo gulped. "Why's that?" Narancia asked, moving his hand down Fugo's arm. "I-" Fugo stared at Narancia's neck. He started to sweat. He was fighting the urge to bite his neck, and taste him. Fugo was sweating even more. "Your sweating... Are you alright?" Narancia asked. "Y-yeah" Fugo said as he continued to stare at his neck. -I wonder what his blood tastes like... I wonder how it'll feel... Digging my fangs into that beautiful neck... Wait, What the hell am i thinking!? What's wrong with me!?- Fugo wanted to scream so badly. Narancia moved closer to Fugo. "Do you live here?" Narancia asked

"Yeah..." Fugo replied. Narancia grabbed one of the fruit in the basket. "Here. You look like you don't eat anything" Narancia said, handing Fugo an apple. -Fuck, if i open my mouth.... Narancia will see my fangs- Fugo was panicking even more. "I.... I'm not hungry" Fugo lied. He was extremely hungry. "Oh, ok" Narancia gave him a small smile. Fugo felt his cheeks burning. -Am I... Blushing? NO! No i'm.... i'm not- Fugo looked away. "Look, the sun is rising" Narancia pointed out. Fugo snapped out of his thoughts. -SHIT!- Fugo got up. "i should get going" Fugo announced as he took the basket with him. "Wait! What's your name?" Narancia asked. "Fugo" He replied. Narancia hummed. "Fugo...Hm... That's a cute name. Cya later Fugo" Narancia smiled as he turned around and ran. Fugo stood there for a while. "My name is.... Cute?" Fugo blushed. His stomach started to feel weird, and he felt... Happy? Fugo turned around to leave before the sun rose any higher. "Cute...." Fugo repeated as he bit into the apple Narancia gave him.

My friend: Omg you should write a fanfic about vampire fugo and human narancia!!   Me: Ok sure!   Also me: What am i even WRITING!!!

Someone help me i dont know what im writing.